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@KoL
Just cleanses.
@TheWindel

Beguiling Light is a more offensive ability.

And yes, it was the gods that threw him down.
Elliot Silber

Elliot looked upon the big boss's granddaughter and just let out a simple sigh. He listened to what the others had to say and toned the majority of it out. If they weren't going to get in the way of him and a fight, then there was no need to say anything. Mad scientist's and flamboyant chef's requests can be acquiesced. Although, some of these guys don't believe in Zero Time and all that jazz leading to a wish.

"You guys should dream a little." They should be more passionate about life, like him. Though, these sides of his wonderful companions are beautiful as well. Elliot will accept anyone and everyone.

"That's pretty boring Dunkas, but I'll get a fight out of you sooner or later." He cracked his fingers and knuckles the moment it seemed that the conversation wouldn't yield anything more. He stood up while brushing off some dust and prepared to leave.

"If we're all set to go, then let's go. Handling other crap can wait till we get there. We don't have a moment to spare, yeah?" What he didn't say was how he hoped they'd run into the other families. He couldn't stop a smile from growing on his face.

The challenges, the wondrous battles awaiting him. "Ahaha...!" He could feel heat starting to lick his insides, like a comfortable warm wind blowing from the tropics. He can barely keep himself in check. He needs to go fight something right now.

"I wonder who I'll be able to understand this time," he elatedly mused aloud to himself.
Suigin Ikotsu

He wants to repeat those days forever.

The start of something new wasn't always a refreshing beginning. The boy walking to school at the very moment couldn't acknowledge something fresh and new, for that would mean tossing aside the old. He wouldn't acknowledge it, nor could he even accept it. A soulful wound was left when his best friend departed ahead of himself. That's the only reason he was walking all by his lonesome to school.

It hasn't been that long, but it wasn't really that recent either. He's lost in his own head about what he should do now. "What can I do?" he muttered to himself.

It's obvious what he can do. He only needs to do two things. First, he needs to keep his everyday life whole. Second, he needs to catch the bastard who nearly destroyed it entirely. He has to atone. If he never cracked the inviolable law of his friendship, this probably would've never happened. There's no way to know that for sure, but that's all he can believe.

He can only make up for it by doing what Kenji would've done. Destroy the criminal's life. Trap him and force him to self-destruct. He'll do it the way Kenji would've done, if he were to die in his place instead.

While he was drowning in those poisonous thoughts, he heard two friends exchange a nice conversation that almost reminds him of the destructive relationship he had with his own friend.

" Oh... I just need to reclaim my normal life." Even though he couldn't realize that it vanished alongside his only connection to the world. It's taking almost everything to not regress into a solipsistic stagnation to keep his internal balance in check.

With what's left, he's going after the killer no matter what.
@Jangel13 Is my CS good to go now?

@Jangel13
Edited the persona.
Elliot Silber


A young man clad in red was sitting on top one of the higher buildings in the city, gracing him with a nice overview of the entire area. As of right now, he was having an internal war with two thoughts raging for supremacy over the other. The two thoughts were separated into "to go" or "not to go" to the scheduled meeting. His boss may or may not show up, which is point not to go. There's also the issue that he felt that he's caused a bit too much trouble in the family for them to be comfortable with him skipping the meetings, which is a point to go.

So, even though his fun little romp throughout the city searching for a certain serial killer is being cut short today, he won't be that annoyed. He'll just show up for the meeting, listen to orders, follow them, and return to his search. All he needs to do is drown and sink everything in his flames.

He really doesn't want to go, so he did the opposite of how he felt and leaped off the building onto a railing. He jumped right off of it onto the ground where a lot of people saw him. He ignored their piercing gazes replete shock and recognition while he stuffed his hands in his pockets and trailed to a certain location.

Those people, trying to maintain their ordinary lives, were once again graced by something that forcefully opened their eyes, scrubbed their ears clean, and wiped their nose. Elliot had only one thing to ask these people.

"Are you guys still not used to me doing this?" Yes, Elliot is someone who's quite well known in this city for causing ruckuses from minor to major wherever he is. He can't sit still without doing at least one troublesome action a day. Upon hearing those words, the people sighed and put back on the thin veneer of normality covering their vision. The young man almost wanted to laugh in amusement.

He really loves this city and everyone in it. Too bad he couldn't keep entertaining himself like this. Places to go, people to meet and all that jazz.

The further he went along to his destination, the more the lovable crowd started to thin out. He was beginning to approach the meeting place, that amazing cafe owned by the wonderful Rikimaru Family. He can't even begin to thank the Rikimaru family for accepting a battle-loving person like him. There's so many people to understand in the family that he can't get enough of it. While there are still some people he hasn't faced in a one-on-one battle yet, he aims to fight them all.

The life-threatening ones are the best after all. With that thought leaving his mind, he reached the cafe, opened the door and waved at some of the people in the cafe.

"Yo guys, what's going on?" He grinned at them rolling their eyes at him. Though they looked a bit annoyed they still sent him greetings.

"Nothing much except reluctantly greeting a cursed star." Now he couldn't hold back any guffaws at that. Pretty ironic that they of all people were calling him that.

"Look who's talking troublemakers. Heh, anyways I gotta go down for a meeting. I'll catch you crazies later." He can hear the "pot meet kettle" vibes radiating from their mind. He had a wide smile and hopeful eyes as he went down towards the basement and opened the door, only to feel disappointed that Frieda didn't show up.

He then saw someone that filled him with even more disappointment. The normal sheep of the Rikimaru family who's just oh so boring. He doesn't disregard her and he still possesses the desire to fight her, but he feels that she wouldn't even get his engine running. He sighed, ignored her, and took a seat right next Artemis.

Well at least there's a more interesting person taking up his attention today. "Dunkas, you up for that match yet? No excuses this time, I'm really feeling in the mood and you're one of the few I haven't fought yet."

The only way for him to understand others and the only way for him to build a connection. This guy doesn't see the meaning of "pointless fights" though, which confuses Elliot because there's no such thing as a pointless fight in his world.

He might as well respond to the big boss's granddaughter though, fore he gets another heavy sparring day. He actually likes those days, but sometimes a break is nice.

"So, what's up honorable granddaughter?" A grin was all Elliot Silber gave.
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